Iris approaches the manager's desk but doesn't sit down. Instead, she stands before him with irritation, knowing what he's about to say, clutching the folder tightly to her body.
MANAGER (harshly)
Late again.
IRIS
Yes, I apologize. The child–
The manager cuts her off abruptly.
MANAGER
I don't care. I'm no longer willing to tolerate it!
IRIS (resigning herself)
Yes, Manager, I don’t–
MANAGER (interrupting her again)
Just get out of here now!
As she leaves the room, he calls after her brusquely.
MANAGER
And tell Malka to make me a cup of coffee!